Chapter 350: Attack

Sneer~

The red line crossed the Lei Wang Ding, but it did not leave the slightest trace.

Chen Dihong was shocked, this Ding is really an extraordinary thing.

The two of them must be sure in their hearts that Lei Wang Ding really lives up to his reputation.

However, at this very moment.

Lei Wang Ding suddenly trembled, as if there was a murderous creature struggling inside.

"Hold it down!"

The two of them dug and shot the mysterious runes into the giant ding, but the next moment, the scarlet thread quickly cut again, scaring the two of them to dodge again.

And it was also this dodge that Lei Wang Ding made a "bang" sound, and the lid flew out directly and was embedded in the shield at the top.

A mighty figure glowing with golden light rushed out.

It was Di Wu who was wearing the Night Armor, and he still maintained the appearance of "lifting style".

And the effect of this formula is that the two of them of the Qianlei Sect were shocked to death by bleeding, and even Chen Dihong's body was blown away and hit the shield.

Fortunately, this Thunder King Ding is very strong, and the impact is more aimed at the Dinggai, if there is no Ding, I am afraid that someone will die.

Crash~

In the next second, the shield shattered.

The voices outside came like a tidal wave, and most of them were exclamations.

Di Wu fell to the ground, his eyes moved slightly, he was only worried about what attack he would attack after breaking through the ding, so he put on the night armor, but then he found that the night armor not only has a strong protective function, but also has the function of blessing his strength, at least for the "lifting style".

Alternatively, the "Lifting Pose" can bring out some of the special functions of the Nightcarapace.

The reason for this conclusion is that the shield was broken again.

The last time I fought against Bu Haixia, the shield was broken once, and the shield was strengthened later.

But even if it is strengthened, it is still broken this time, which shows the power of the dark night armor and the "lifting style".

Bowing his head slightly, a thin crack appeared on the surface of the ring.

Call~

Lei Wangding's lid just fell.

Di Wugang wanted to take it, but found that the lid and the body moved at the same time and flew away.

When he turned his head to look, he found that the people of the Qianlei Sect had rushed over, and it was the people of the Qianlei Sect who took away the three-legged Thunder King Ding.

Heh, gas.

Di Wu was a little regretful, he thought that it would be good not to take the tripod body, but to take a lid, after all, this thing is not a mortal thing, and he couldn't hurt it when he used the purple demon knife to cut it in just now.

"Boss. ”

At this moment, Chen Dihong came over in surprise.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine. ”

Di Wu smiled and shook his head, "Their cultivation can't exert the power of Ding. ”

"Great!"

Chen Dihong swung his fist, which was simply a championship without injury.

"Holy Xuanzong, win!"

The next second, the referee's voice came out.

This also indicates that this martial arts competition of various sects in the Eastern Xuan Domain will come to an end.

Holy Xuanzong obtains the neighbor one!

Many viewers immediately cheered, especially the disciples of the Holy Xuanzong were even more excited, eager to go on stage and express their feelings.

Behind the ring, the high-level officials of the Holy Xuanzong were also relieved.

How many years have passed, and Shengxuan has finally reached the top.

Meng Zhaohe smiled, his body slowly flew out, and he didn't stop until he reached the top of the ring.

The competition is over, and it's time to start speaking.

He pressed his hands slightly, and then the entire oval Qingxuantai aura tumbled, and everyone immediately felt a refreshing breath rushing to their faces, and the chaos and excitement in their hearts were instantly suppressed a lot, and the voices of cheers and discussions gradually disappeared.

More than 100,000 Rao Qingxuantai suddenly fell silent.

This means......

Many masters began to think crankily in their hearts again......

"Martial arts, long. ”

Meng Zhaohe's voice slowly floated out:

"Since the birth of the warrior, the long years, the battle has never stopped, the martial arts, but also the years of the warrior's struggle, fighting, fighting with the land, fighting with the beast, fighting with the devil, and fighting with yourself!"

But the warrior has never fallen, because the warrior's unyieldingness, bravery, wisdom, and responsibility support the warrior to keep moving forward. ”

“......”

“......”

"Since the appearance of the Demon Crystal Clan, the Eastern Xuanyu has begun to hold martial arts competitions between various forces, in order to prosper the martial arts, increase the exchange opportunities of various sects, learn from each other, learn from each other, and also enhance the martial arts' hearts towards the Tao, so that more young people have motivation, goals, and confidence to take this road well. ”

"Holding a martial arts competition is beneficial and harmless. This seat believes that the competition was held because of the appearance of the Demon Crystal Clan, but it should not end because the Demon Crystal Clan disappeared, but should be strengthened and made better. ”

"Here I call on..."

At this point, Meng Zhaohe's gaze swept over, and he stopped for a moment on the powerhouses of other major domains, and then continued: "The competition is not limited to our Eastern Xuan Domain, I hope that all major domains can also participate in it and create a prosperous martial arts together." ”

After that, he paused again, looked around, some moved, some pondered, and some disdainful.

The reason for his disdain is very simple, he thinks that Meng Zhaohe is not qualified enough, and only the emperor, the top combat power in the lower room, is qualified to call.

Meng Zhaohe smiled, he knew that there would be these reactions, so he said: "Of course, this is just my proposal, and I also believe that there will be this kind of prosperity in the future." ”

"Having said that, this competition can be held in the Holy Xuanzong, and the people of this seat and the sect are deeply honored, and I am very grateful to all the players for their wonderful duels, and I also thank all my colleagues and friends for coming to watch the battle. ”

"There is no feast to be dissolved, and this competition is over here. ”

"If there are no objections, then in the final stage, we will distribute the prizes to the participating teams according to their rankings. ”

Then, Meng Zhaohe turned to Duan Li, and it was up to this person in charge to do this kind of thing.

"I have an objection!"

Suddenly, a discordant voice rang out.

Nearly 100,000 Rao eyes looked over in unison, and it was Elder Zheng of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect who made the sound.

The old man who has a somewhat rickety body, but is in good spirits.

But no one looked at him, because this was an eighth-order king.

Some were just surprised, all the games were within the rules, why did Elder Zheng have objections?

Meng Zhaohe turned his head slightly, as if he knew that the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate was going to be difficult, and asked:

"Elder Zheng, I don't know if you have any objections?"

Zheng Tianqi's body moved, flew up, and was level with Meng Zhaohe, and then said: "There are no mistakes in the competition process, but I think there is something wrong with the quota allocated for entering the Hidden Realm. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene, thinking that the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate was crazy, and the distribution rules for this quota were formulated by the nine major forces together, did the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate want to rebel?

Or is Elder Zheng drinking too much and talking nonsense?

Everyone knows that the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate has developed rapidly in recent years, could it be that his heart has swelled and wants to wrestle with the nine major forces?

All Rao turned his eyes to Meng Zhaohe to see how he was going to solve this problem.

"What's wrong?" Meng Zhaohe still laughed.